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Another night in the van last night. Today we reached the furthest point west and a few hours later, the furthest point north. We actually reached the Pacific Time Zone. I seriously considered the option of continuing west and finding a place to leave the van in a week and flying home. Pick it up next year sometime. Didn't do it. Pictures have some interesting stories.
... looked for this Grizzly, while at the same time being thankful that it didn't suddenly appear on the trail. We did, however, find some fresh Grizzly poo on the trail. This father son duo accompanied us for a few miles before falling behind us, leaving Stebbs and I to finish out the trail alone, coming into the parking lot thankful for the opportunity to yet again see something quite amazing, but definitely with sore feet, ready for a meal and some good ...
... from ranger at the “back country packing” station that Kelly’s
Camp is located on the far side (north side) of Lake McDonald at the very end
of a gravel road. That is as much as we
knew and we had not seen any of the Medlicotts for over thirty years.
So off we went and located
the road. It is a narrow one lane gravel
road which goes about 1/3 the length of the 10mile long McDonald Lake. About half way ...
... and snowfields in every direction,
We stopped briefly at the Logan Pass visitor centre to get our passports stamped and marvel at the fact that we were at the Continental Divide and then Chris and Zach left to go back down the way they came as it was getting close to lunchtime and we had run out of food for Zach. I did the popular 3 mile Hidden Lake Overlook trail which starts behind the visitor centre and meanders up through this stunning giant meadow filled with ...
... her three little ones in tow. They were only about 2 ft long, 1 ft high - and very cute! A local told us it was rare to see them, so I am even more chuffed now. One thing I did notice was a huge grin from ear to ear as Matt flew down the side of the mountain. The best thing about heading out mountain biking with him is seeing him make jumps over the tiniest mounds, flicking the back of his bike around corners and powering up hills as if ...